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| d1 | A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed | | | | | | | |
| d2 | And can it be that I should gain [claim] | | | | | | | |
| d3 | And what is beauty's power? | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Come let me love, or is my mind hardened to stone or froze to ice | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Draw nigh to us, Jehovah | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Friends of freedom, swell the song | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Grace, 'tis a sweet, a charming theme | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
| d13 | Head of thy [the] church triumphant | | | | | | | |
| d14 | I lift my soul to God, my trust is in | | | | | | | |
| d15 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
| d16 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
| d17 | Now the summer days are past | | | | | | | |
| d18 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
| d19 | O Lord, let our songs find acceptance | | | | | | | |
| d20 | O my soul, what means this sadness | | | | | | | |
| d21 | O there will be mourning before the judgment seat | | | | | | | |
| d22 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
| d23 | Peace, the welcome sound proclaim | | | | | | | |
| d24 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
| d25 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
| d26 | Salvation by grace how charming the song | | | | | | | |
| d27 | Say, have you an arm like God | | | | | | | |
| d28 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
| d29 | That warning voice, O sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
| d30 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
| d31 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
| d32 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
| d33 | The Lord, who truly knows the heart | | | | | | | |
| d34 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
| d35 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
| d36 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
| d37 | To the haven of thy breast, O Son of Man I fly | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
| d39 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
| d40 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
| d41 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
| d42 | When the harvest is past and the summer is o'er | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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